Well-rehearsed indignance

So a good percentage of the various Bush apologist/whores we have come to call our media all have their panties in a bunch over the spanking they got from Stephen Colbert at the White House Correspondents' Dinner on Saturday night.

Yeah, well... fuck 'em.

Since the Reagan-era, our media has spent an inordinate amount of time fellating right-wing assholes so as not to seem "biased" and then after decades of that type of professional, for-profit knob-gobbling, they have the nerve to object to being portrayed as low-grade street corner whores.

At least the damage that can be caused by an actual street-corner trollop is comparatively minimal in that at worst she may give a few johns an STD. The grand and unrelenting whoredom we call the media is more than willing to transmit their collective war-gasm into the homes of millions like the biggest, nastiest collective snow-balling ever committed.

I don't remember hearing so much outrage over Don Imus' genuinely tasteless and disrespectful appearance at the same function ten years ago, but then maybe that's because Clinton and his supporters have a sense of humor and he only had one person (as opposed to the whole press corps) sucking him off.

Hey Tweety, giving those kneepeds a workout, eh?